Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Trippy , by - Anderson .Paak. Release date: 14.11.2018
Song language: English
Trippy |
| Ah, that’s right, doll |
| But everyone wants love |
| Love, is the answer, Johnny |
| Everyone is lookin' for love, deep love |
| A lifetime of deep love, you know? |
| I’m lookin' for a shallow half hour, you know? |
| Don’t you have luck with women? |
| I never had luck with women |
| I’m no ladies man, I know that, Johnny |
| And I never got girls when I was a kid in show business either, you know? |
| One girl told me, «Come on over, there’s nobody home» |
| I went over, there was nobody home! |
| You and I will always meet somewhere in between |
| You and I will always meet somewhere in between |
| Sweet Trippy, I’m yours for the gettin' |
| Talkin' foolish at the moon, I was gone, 1800, sippin' |
| I can’t get rid of you, all the places that I used to go and kick it |
| All this weight that I’m liftin', trippy |
| Come meet me in the middle, right there where you always be |
| Somewhere in between, you and I will always meet |
| Come meet me in the middle, right there where we always be |
| Somewhere in between, you and I will always meet |
| Come meet me in the middle (I'll meet you in the middle) |
| Come meet me in the middle (Somewhere in between) |
| Come meet me in the middle (You and I will always meet) |
| Right there where we always be (Somewhere in between) |
| Without a space I could feel, in the words to define |
| Pick it up, if you will, heavy weight on my mind |
| Just a pretty brown thing wit’cho head in the clouds |
| Why don’t you put the round thing in the palm of my hands |
| Up enough for the thrill, over over you spill |
| Open up, I could tell |
| I could see when it’s real |
| And as soon as I grab a hold of ya, I’ma have to let go of ya |
| Came down the block, somethin' sick, but it’s rented |
| I don’t give a fuck, bitch, either way, I’m in it |
| I ain’t gotta prove to you that I got bread |
| Niggas talkin' money but be broker than the bed |
| That I slept on back in Mohammed crib |
| 'Member fuckin' hoes leanin' all to the left? |
| Don’t know why they rock wit' a nigga, but they did |
| Damn sure wasn’t the money, maybe it’s the kid? |
| Used to have a honey that I loved when we was younger but somehow got |
| disconnected before Facebook got so big |
| I used to search her name hopin' we could reconnect |
| But if I sent the message, would she still be on my dick? |
| When I couldn’t find her, had me feelin' mad lame |
| Maybe she got married and she changed her last name |
| Maybe she just ain’t up on the latest of the internet and ain’t got into that |
| But give her time, that’ll change |
| Bingo, what do you know? |
| Years later (Right), late night after a show we here laid up (Right) |
| Brown skin, love how it glow, your hair tied up (Right) |
| Ask, «Is it cool if I smoke?» |
| Go 'head, light up (Right) |
| High from your fragrance, I love, you smell purrty (Smells good) |
| Know I got it straight from the mud, my nails dirty (Right) |
| If somehow we both lose touch, I won’t lie, ya got me open way too much, |
| I’m gon' find ya |
| Sweet trippy, you’re lost in the deep end, like water to a fish scale |
| Love to watch you swim |
| I can’t get rid of you, all the places that I used to go and kick it |
| All this weight that I’m liftin', trippy |
| Come meet me in the middle, right there where you always be |
| Somewhere in between, you and I will always meet |
| Come meet me in the middle, right there where we always be |
| Somewhere in between, you and I will always meet |
| Come meet me in the middle (You and I will always be) |
| Come meet me in the middle (Somewhere in between) |
| Come meet me in the middle (You and I will always meet) |
| Somewhere in between |
| You and I will always be |